Welcome to chapter 2 of Caught In The Middle. I suppose I'm somewhat of a liar seeing as I found my motivation to write the next chapter. I don't want to stop the fanfic here either. I'm just unsure of when the other chapters will be coming out since school starts back up for me soon. Anyways, please enjoy. ^^ And as always all credit for Katekyo Hitman Reborn goes to Akira Amano-san.
Mukuro woke up in a comfortably warm bed. He glanced over at his left side, but was disappointed to see that Byakuran wasn't there. His will to move wasn't very strong so he thought about laying in the bed for just a few minutes longer. As if going against his wishes, there was a knock on the bedroom door.
"Hold on." Mukuro called out to the person that had been knocking.
Mukuro got out of bed, and grabbed a robe that was hanging on the back of a desk chair. He slipped it on over his thin frame. Then, he tied the sash of cloth around his waist to secure the robe. Moving to the door Mukuro opened it to see who was on the other side. He had to carefully hide his look of displeasure or else he risked setting the other person off.
"Good morning Mukuro-kun." Kikyo said with such a fake smile.
"Ah, good morning Kikyo-san. What is it that you need?" 'And make it quick', Mukuro added as an afterthought.
"I figured that I should let you know breakfast is ready." Kikyo replied.
"How kind of you. I just need a moment to get dressed, and then I'll be right down." Mukuro reached for the doorknob with the intention of shutting the door.
Kikyo tightly gripped Mukuro's wrist before his fingers could even brush the doorknob.
"I assure you that no one will mind that you're wearing nothing but a robe."
"How would you know that I'm not wearing anything under this?"
"Call it a lucky guess." 'Considering you are in Byakuran-sama's room it is very obvious.'
The tension between the two was rapidly increasing.
"Hey, do you know where Byakuran is?" Mukuro tried his best to change the subject.
'I don't know why the hell I should tell you, but-', "He's currently in his main office probably handling a large amount of business calls."
"Thanks for letting me know." Mukuro yanked his wrist free of Kikyo's grasp.
Kikyo shoved Mukuro onto the bed. If the position of the bed had been changed even slightly then Mukuro would have surely hit the ground first.
"What's the big ide-"
Kikyo cut Mukuro off by smashing their lips together. Mukuro struggled to recall if Kikyo had ever attempted something like this in the past. Only seconds later did Kikyo break the kiss. When Mukuro met Kikyo's gaze he could have sworn that the man looked repulsed.
"What does Byakuran-sama see in the likes of you!?" Kikyo shouted.
Sometimes it was even a mystery to Mukuro, but he was glad to have ended up with Byakuran.
"I can't answer that question." Mukuro replied casually.
In a blind rage, Kikyo slapped Mukuro across the face. With his other hand he roughly tugged on the long blue ponytail. Mukuro remained calm as usual, but he had to admit that Kikyo was getting under his skin.
"Care to explain yourself? Or are you just going to continue beating on me?" Mukuro asked.
"I need to prove to Byakuran-sama that you are no good for him." Kikyo pulled the sash away from Mukuro's waist.
The robe fell open without anything there to hold it in place. Mukuro didn't like where this was headed. He went to pull the robe with the intention of covering the front of his body more. Kikyo smacked his hand away.
"I couldn't help but notice how repulsed you looked earlier. And if that's the case, then why try to strip me down?"
"You sure ask a lot of questions." The mint haired man above Mukuro looked annoyed.
"I'm generally curious, and like to have answers if possible." Mukuro gave a slight shrug of his shoulders.
Kikyo had Mukuro gasping when he wrapped his cold fingers around Mukuro's member.
"If I make it erect then it won't get in the way, right?"
Mukuro's mind was racing with thoughts to the point that there was no way he could have answered Kikyo even if he wanted to. What did the man mean by it getting in they way? What could his own cock get in the way of? The answer to those questions hit Mukuro with full force. He scanned the bedroom to figure out where he left his trident laying around. When he saw that the trident was on the other side of the room Mukuro began to chew at his lower lip.
Kikyo took notice of Mukuro's actions, "You seem nervous? I suppose that means you've figured out what I intend to do."
'What's my problem? Just because I don't have my trident doesn't mean I can't fight him off of me.' Mukuro reminded himself.
"Just a bit of advice, do not do anything stupid. Otherwise, I might be encouraged to use my Campanula di Nuvola." Kikyo warned.
"And if I don't try anything?" Mukuro was curious to see what Kikyo's response would be.
"Simple. You'll help me prove to Byakuran-sama what a whore you really are."
Mukuro swore that he felt one of his veins pop. Kikyo must have been very confident because Mukuro was able to knee him in the stomach. Kikyo rolled off of Mukuro, and held his stomach. Mukuro jumped to his feet, and rushed towards the door. He flung the door open to make a mad dash for Byakuran's office. He wished he would have thought to grab the sash of the robe, but he didn't want to be with Kikyo any longer than he already had been. Mukuro pounded one hand on the office door.
"It's unlocked." Came the voice of the man Mukuro was desperate to see.
He pushed passed the door to see that Byakuran was sitting on his office chair. Byakuran took in the sight of Mukuro, and couldn't stop the grin from showing on his face. Mukuro was too relaxed to have noticed that the hand that was keeping his robe in place had fallen to his side. Even his shoulders slumped from the relief he was feeling.
"What's the occasion? You don't usually come to visit me in my office practically naked. Don't tell me, are you feeling especially horny? Or maybe you're just trying to be a tease?" In the back of his mind Byakuran felt like he knew the real answer.
Byakuran's ramblings brought Mukuro back to reality, much to his disappointment. He carefully recalled what happened between himself and Kikyo. Once he had his story in order he explained to Byakuran what happened.
"Damn, I should have known he would try something like that. I'll have to post guards outside the room to prevent this from happening again."
"Do you really think some guards would be a match for Kikyo?" Mukuro doubted it and he figured Byakuran would have too.
"I won't be using just any guards. Kikyo may be formidable, but so are my other guardians."
Later on in the evening, Mukuro was pleased to see that Zakuro was waiting outside of his and Byakuran's bedroom.
"Good to see that you've made it up here safely Mukuro-sama." Zakuro greeted.
"Thank you for volunteering to help. By the way, you can drop the 'sama'."
"I don't know if the boss would appreciate me doing such a thing."
"Just tell him the order came straight from me." Mukuro said with a pleasant smile.
"Oh, of course Mukuro...-san." Zakuro hesitated.
Mukuro seemed to have nothing cruel to say to his hesitation. Zakuro opened the door for Mukuro, and shut it once the blue haired man had stepped inside.
Kikyo did not like getting scolded by his beloved Byakuran. However if his boss decided to get forceful it probably would have turned Kikyo on. He found that he was a glutton for punishment in such ways.
"I'm just glad that nothing too serious happened. I'll give you one more chance Kikyo, but if you screw up again we won't be having just another chat." Byakuran warned.
He dropped the 'chan' meaning his boss was very serious right now. Kikyo couldn't stop himself from daydreaming about the things his boss could do to him after he screwed up for the second time.
"Do we understand each other?" Byakuran asked to make sure that Kikyo was still paying attention to him.
"Why yes, we certainly do Byakuran-sama." Kikyo offered his beloved a meaningful smile even though it was not genuine.
Kikyo left Byakuran's office, and was already planning his next attack on the Mist Guardian. Byakuran was feeling a bit stressed considering he had a good hunch that his Cloud Guardian was not going to give up so easily. He popped a fluffy marshmallow into his mouth, and savored the taste of the sweet treat. Then, he diverted his attention back to the paperwork that lay scattered across his desk. Byakuran wanted a more pleasing distraction before going back to his office work.
"Forgive me Mukuro." Byakuran whispered, "I would call on you to help me with this, but you're already safely inside our room with Zakuro guarding the door."
Byakuran stayed seated on his chair. If anyone were to walk in on him he would at least be hidden well thanks to his desk. He unbuttoned his pants, and pulled the zipper down. He reached down to pull his member free from his boxers. Byakuran massaged his shaft with his fingers. Then, he pressed his thumb to the head of his member. He only knew how to work himself like this because of those lonely nights when Mukuro was still trapped in Vendicare.
He used his mind to lock onto a naked image of his lover. An image where Mukuro looked like he was really feeling it with a look in his mismatched eyes that begged Byakuran to give him whatever he had to offer. The image had Byakuran stroking himself off like there was no tomorrow. He didn't even bother to start out slow, and build the pace up.
"Hah...Hah...Hnn! Mu-Mukuro!"
"Perhaps it is my turn to pleasure you now. But I want you to know that you're a total hypocrite." Mukuro was referring to yesterday in the shower.
"That m-may be so, but-nnh! I only had the b-best-uhh, intentions." Byakuran insisted.
Mukuro might have nodded his head in agreement if he hadn't already had Byakuran's cock in his mouth. His tongue was gliding up and down Byakuran's shaft. Byakuran thrust his hips forward making Mukuro take more of him in his mouth. Mukuro used a little bit of teeth, but made sure to be gentle with the sensitive area. Byakuran felt like he was losing himself to the ecstasy.
Mukuro pulled back to tease the slit of Byakuran's member with his tongue. Byakuran didn't mean to be rough, but he tightened his grip on a fistful of the Illusionist's blue hair. Mukuro knew what Byakuran's actions must have meant so he only took the head of Byakuran's member in his mouth. Byakuran clearly yelled Mukuro's name before he came. Mukuro swallowed the load, and pulled back again to lick his lips.
Byakuran got out of his chair to kneel down on one knee. He lifted Mukuro's chin up to meet his gaze. Byakuran locked their lips together for a passionate kiss. It wasn't their usual game of dominance. Mukuro submitted to the kiss letting Byakuran's tongue do all the exploring. When the kiss ended Byakuran had to shove his cock back into his boxers. He buttoned and zipped his pants back up too.
Mukuro stood up and turned to leave the office. Byakuran grabbed his arm to stop him from going anywhere.
"Don't you have work to take care of?" Mukuro questioned playfully.
"I believe that I need to return the favor, and my tongue needs more to explore." Was Byakuran's cool reply.
"Does this have something to do with your male pride as the dominant partner?"
Byakuran ignored the question, and pushed Mukuro to the floor. The Mist Guardian landed on his hands and knees. Byakuran wrapped his arms around Mukuro's waist. His hands fiddled with the belt that Mukuro was wearing. When he managed to undo the belt buckle he tossed the belt to the floor. Byakuran yanked Mukuro's pants down. With luck his boxers came right down with his pants.
Something wet and warm invaded Mukuro's entrance. Byakuran loved being able to taste this much of his lover. His hand worked Mukuro's hardening member while Byakuran's tongue moved in and out of his entrance. Mukuro hadn't been expecting any of this to happen. He thought the blow job would have ended their sexual contact for the night. This was proof that Byakuran truly cared for him. Not that Mukuro had any doubts about that.
Byakuran's tongue almost seemed to move rhythmically. It had only been a few minutes, but Mukuro knew that he was going to come soon. Byakuran had Mukuro lay down on his back. His tongue's attention was still at Mukuro's entrance even in this position, but soon it moved to the base of Mukuro's shaft. Byakuran's tongue was hallway up Mukuro's shaft when Mukuro came. He greedily lapped up his lover's seed. Mukuro wished that one of them had taken his shirt off before he came, but he would just have to throw the shirt to be washed.
This time, instead of a kiss Byakuran gratefully embraced Mukuro. Mukuro wrapped his arms around Byakuran's back.
"Satisfied now?" Mukuro whispered in Byakuran's ear.
"More than I could have ever asked for." Byakuran admitted, "Say do you want to help me fill out some paperwork?"
"I'll leave that kind of work to you 'boss'. That doesn't mean I won't be willing to keep you some company though."
Kikyo had his ear pressed to the door since noticing that the stupid Illusionist walked into his Byakuran-sama's office. After all the trouble Kikyo went through today Mukuro Rokudo still had the gull to have such intimate interactions with his boss. Unacceptable! Completely unacceptable! Maybe if Kikyo could find an accomplice in tearing the two lovers apart it would make this whole scheme much easier. Now the question was, who would be the best accomplice for the task?
Now I need to brainstorm potential accomplices lol Either that or Kikyo is forever alone in his scheme. Thanks for your time, and reviews are forever appreciated.
